Haider pushed open the door of his room and gestured for her to enter inside with a head nod. Ishmal bit her lower lip as she looked around. She was all nervous, right? Tonight was going to be a special night. They would finally unite by every means. She was feeling shyness, excitement, happiness, and anxiety at the same time. 

She had resided here for three months. She had used this room and lived among these people for a good amount of time. When they had reached home, the memory of the past moved in the back of her mind. At that time, she was too helpless, and miserable, and had no support than Allah SWT. But now, she had Haider also with her. Her husband who loved her and promised to give her respect.

Everyone's behavior was fine with her except Aqia. Huzaifa and Hiba who first were a bit hesitant to come on the same comfort level with her as earlier, also became fine with her now. It was only her mother-in-law who was showing her dislike for her from under the covers.

When Haider had come back to their table and found his mother there talking to Ishmal, he had sensed something off by the red face and wet eyes of Ishmal. He knew Aqia hadn't accepted his wife with heart yet.

However, he didn't want to prolong this. He loved both his mother and Ishmal. Aqia should be given some time to see Ishmal's sincerity, love, and devotion for him and this house. Still, one thing was sure; he wouldn't uselessly condone the disrespect of his wife regularly. And everyone should give honor to Ishmal as a family member. That was the same reason, Ishmal too didn't bring the topic between them when Aqia was gone. She knew she had to make some effort to make space again in the hearts of Haider's family.

Ishmal's eyes widened in surprise seeing the magnificent adornment of the room. It seemed to be the decor of the wedding night. The corners of the bed were embellished with beautiful fresh white and pink roses. Their fragrance was breathtaking and roaming in the whole area. Small rose garlands and petals were spread on the dressing table, floor, and entrance too.

Ishmal turned around to look at Haider. A few months ago, the same setting had been there. But the difference was roses were red at that time and that had triggered Haider because Nisha loved them and someone had randomly used them to decorate the room. Nevertheless, right now, these flowers are Ishmal's favorite color. Still, the memories from the previous wedding night came into her recall and it made her teared up.

Haider tenderly grabbed her soft hand. Bringing it near to his lips, he placed a deep kiss on her palm. "I am so happy to have you back here. You belonged to me, my life, my house, and my room. And you came back to where you should have been."

A tear finally fell from her eye. Haider cupped the side of her cheek and removed the wetness with his thumb.

"Haider, I need your love, your support, and your companionship," she whispered.

He smiled and pressed his lips against her forehead. "Whatever my heart can feel it's only for you. Whatever good I can show, it's only for you. I promise you, I will always love you. Along with love, it will be my utmost responsibility to always make sure that you get respect and dignity. From my side and anyone else as well. Things might be difficult now, Ishmal, and I know Mom must have turned bitter but believe me, everything will turn out to be fine. I'll become your support. I won't let anyone walk over you ever."

She nodded with a teary smile. Haider reached out for his underpocket and took out the ring. It was the same which Ishmal had returned to him so that he would give it again to her by himself.

"Your deposit," he murmured, bringing the ring in front of her eyes.

Haider opened his palm for her. Ishmal quickly put her delicate hand in his. He slid the ring on her finger and kissed the said digit.

"It's looking stunning," he admired.

When she glanced back at him, there was an intense emotion simmering in his eyes. Haider snaked one arm around her waist and pulled her towards him.

"For the first time in my life, I showed patience for something this long. But I know it was hella difficult but worth waiting for at the same time too. But now I don't have enough tolerance Ishmal," he whispered, drawing his face closer to her.

Ishmal quickly lowered her gaze in shyness. His touch was already very distracting and now his words and tone were perhaps sending her to another world already.

Haider smirked looking at her who once again had melted in timidness. He curled his fingers in her soft back and Ishmal gasped.

He ran his finger over her lower lip sensually. "I wanna corrupt this innocent mind so badly."

She shuddered by his alluring movement and the emphasis of his words. Moments later, she felt his warm lips on her soft ones. Haider pulled her more towards his chest and closed his eyes. Seeing him, Ishmal did the same as her fingers curled when Haider kissed her full lips. His hands were busy with work of their own, stroking every sensitive part of her body which made her feel over the edge. The hot caressing on her neck made Ishmal groan and this parted her lips. Haider made a way inside her mouth, exploring each and every part of it lusciously.

Dropping small pecks on the fleshy part of her lower lip, he grabbed her hands and made her encircle her arms around his neck. Haider plopped one hand under her knees and the other one surrounded her narrow waist before he hoisted her up in his strong embrace.

Ishmal's eyes flashed open at this. She placed a hand over his taut chest. Haider pulled away and raised a brow.

"The...the door," she muttered breathing heavily as her cheeks again turned pink.

One side of Haider's lips twisted up. "You do that. My hands are not free."

Ishmal squeezed her lip under her teeth and closed the door by stretching her right arm. But as soon as it happened, Haider didn't go for any softness and sweetness. He directly claimed her mouth without any gentle kiss. Ishmal's every pore became alive at this display of assertion from him. It always made her stomach roll whenever Haider showed how much he was possessive of her.

He walked them towards the bed and lowered her down on the soft mattress. He hovered above her, never leaving her mouth. It was like he wanted to claim and become the sole owner of whatever this girl had. He had got her back after so many hurdles and differences. And now he would never like to be away from her even for a second.

Ishmal realized the change of place when the mesmerizing scent of roses collided with her nostrils. She wrapped her hands tightly around his neck as he continued devouring her mouth.

"What do you do to me, Ishmal? I can't get enough of you ever," he said in a thick voice while looking at her flushed face.

Getting near to her again, he gently removed her dupatta. Her pecked her earlobe before moving his lips all the way from her neck to her collarbone; nibbling, biting, sucking, and kissing and soft skin. She moaned as her eyes rolled backward in pleasure as Haider reached her collarbone, giving the same attention to it as well. Haider tugged at the border of her shirt as his lips along with the hands were exploring more and more of her sensitive skin.

As the night progressed, it became more beautiful for them. The moonlight became a spectator of the union of their bodies. The first time they met, it was the same moonlight that became a reason for them to come across each other. And tonight once again, it saw how their hearts, bodies, and souls became one. There was no hurdle, no obstacle between them. Their hearts chanted the names of each other as a mantra.

Ishmal knew it wasn't going to be soft as butter for her to gain the same respect and place as before in this house. However, right now, she wanted to forget about everything else and just focus on this beautiful night which was making them belong to each other on every level. Everything could wait for the new day. The only thing she remembered was how Haider was showering his love on her, how he was making her feel like the most special one in his life, and how he was so gentle and attentive to her as she was the most sensitive person on this earth.

Haider placed his lips on her again in a passionate kiss as he let himself get drowned in her. He also didn't want to think about anything and anyone else other than Ishmal who was his by every means.

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AssalamoAlaikum/ Hi guys!

How are you?

Here's a new chapter.

I hope you like it.

Do you think Aqia will change?

What Ishmal need to do to make a space for herself in this house again?

Do you think there will be more hurdles for them?

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Allah Hafiz/ Bye till next time. 💞